I got this guy a little over two years ago, dismantled him and set him aside.

He had paint that I couldn't strip because what the chemicals do to me make Mr. Hyde look like Mr. Rogers. But lately I got to thinking about him and sent him to John Parisi to strip for me. So now he's a box of parts.
 

He'll get an ethnic transplant. He'll become an illegal alien. This all came about because I wanted to write a politically incorrect script about what's been happening in Arizona. It's not easy material for a gringo to write or perform.
 
He will be properly attired for the role. Anyone know where I can buy a child-sized serape?
 
Oh, yeah, his name will be Juan. If I have him finished in time, I'll take him to the convention in July.
 
Come meet Juan and me at my book signing.
 
Ventriloquism: Art, Craft, Profession